Moon had no idea which was worse. The fact she would have to fight a bunch of old grannies, or that she'd have to do it with relentless churning in her stomach.

Moon was resting in the back, Silesia was driving, and the other two were chatting near the vending machine munching on Snookers. She wouldn't have wanted any other group of bodyguards.

Although she was a little worried about Aquitaine's injury. After the bandit attack, he got this nasty hole in his left knee, even after Moon and Hispan cleaned and treated it, the arrow wound still looked disgusting. Whats even worse was that it looked like it was starting to swell. The two were very worried.

Moon was lying down in her bed, which was surprisingly long despite the size of the cairrage, must be some magical sort of spell the makers of the carriage placed upon the vehicle, that or the carriage was really that long and this bed alone took half of the space of the carriage without her noticing.

She felt uncomfortable lying down in a bed. Paranoia started to settle as she recalled what happened to her back in the village. Men raping her, defiling her body, and treating her like a piece of meat. It almost made her wish her guards hadn't killed them, she longed to do it herself.

She sat up from her bed, too awake to sleep, yet too tired to stand up. Her eyes drooped, the trail of bodies she'd killed lying across the road from yesterday plus the paranoia from the village kept her up more than coffee packets her servants would stick to her face, arms and legs to keep her moving around the castle. A queen never sleeps you know.

Nevertheless, Moon rubbed her eyes and stood up. She was wearing her night gown and had no idea what time it was. Note to self: Get the workers to place a clock in the Queen's Cairrage.

She walked right by the men chatting near the vending machine, the two stopped talking immediately as she passed by and regarded her with a respect only couple of knights ever truly gave her. She admired that.

Hispan bowed and light mumbled, "My Queen."

Aquitaine tried to kneel but lightly muttered, "Ow!" As the bandages of his wounded knee cap kept him from moving normally.

Moon walked between them and went to the drivers seat where Silesia was. It looked like it was around noon. They were surrounded by barren hills, meaning an ambush wouldn't likely be possible. The road was winding which wasn't much of a problem, a few bumps and crannies here and there, but it looked stable enough. The Knights warnicorns were shot down during the bandit attack, but Moon's carriage horse was fully healed after the near fatal injury in the side of his neck, he trudged along the road casually. In the distance was an abandoned keep, probably used by Queen Soupina for her retired knights. A few more miles after that would be the Abbot's Grove, where the old healers would be.

Moon had no script, she had no idea what she'd do once they'd get there. She was tempted to get Silesia to do it for her, but it didn't sound very mature. Moon was the queen, she was capable enough to stand up for herself. Besides, Silesia didn't look like the social kind of person. There was a stunning intensity in her eyes, her face carried many battle scars and stiches, and her fixed glare on the road told Moon that she once had to run and fight through lakes of blood and bodies to be worthy enough to have them scattered across her face, maybe even more than once.

That or she was really ugly back then and she some got plastic surgery from some dude in a deserted alley and that her surgery went really wrong, so she became pissed for life because of the terrible stitches in her face.

Best Moon stick with the least negative.

Moon sat down next to her. Silesia kept her gazed locked on the road like an eagle. Moon could tell she felt lost in space, as if dark memories kept flashing in front of her eyes. They were colored dark red, a strange violent energy burned through Moon as she looked into them. Silesia payed no attention.

She was a hardened soldier, all the knights of Mewni were made to be hardened soldiers. The brutal training and exercises forced them to become harder than the steel they use in combat. Mothers would tell their children that they were so strong, that even if you jabbed one in the stomach with a spear end or a sword, the blade would shatter upon contact.

That was one of the stories Moon had told her daughter when she was little, the Knights of Mewni were the bravest and strongest of soldiers in all of Mewni, and that there was nothing to be afraid of when they were around.

Now Moon thought that they were the one's that Mewmen should be afraid of. When they were around to defend a village or a portion of the city, Citizens would cheer for them. But once they'd decided to stay for a little longer than many would hope, you'd get uneasy when a few of them were near you, almost as if some of them sucked in all the fear from the people, so they soon became hollow husks of cold hearted armor devoid of souls.

Aquitaine and Hispan weren't like that, they were men, loud, abnoxious, annoying, but still lovable. Silesia- Dear me! - You do not want to get on her bad side. She was the very definition of scary.

Moon looked back at the road, the abandoned keep seemed to be coming closer into view. The landscape around them changing from tall grassy hills, to a small grove. Moon could feel the cool breeze flow across the valley, all the forces of nature bending to its will. Wind was something very powerful, it could create something so simple look alive, and could make something so beautiful become motionless.

She took in the fresh air and went back inside the cabin.

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"My lady," a deep soothing voice came from the edge of her bed. Moon could have sworn it was her husband, River. But she recognized Aquitaine voice easily.

She suddenly sat up from her bed, startling the knight a little.

"Wh-what is it?" She mumbled nonchantly, rubbing her eyes and face vigorously. She had this strange taste, similar to cotton, in her mouth, must be what her daughter describes as 'morning breath'.

"We've arrived, M'lady," Aquitaine said, "Hispan requested he would stay here and guard the carriage while I and Madam Silesia would escort you through the Abbot's Grove, it's a little dark at the momenrt, so we've decided to leave at dusk."

Moon sighed, "Is Hispan going to be alright?"

Aquitaine failed to meet her eyes, he seemed distant today, "We pray he will, your majesty, his injury is mortifying." He rose from the bed, resting his hand on the handle of his sword, he proceeded to the door way.

"Wait, wait," Moon raised her hand, and Aquitaine stopped in his tracks, "Get Silesia to stay with Hispan. The poor soul wouldn't last a second if a group of bandits attacked the caravan."

Aquitaine looked like he wanted to retort, but he knew he couldn't argue with the queen. And even so, Moon was right. Hispan could hardly even stand up let alone fight a group of bandits, or maybe even worse. His expression almost made Moon wish she'd brought a few more knights to her side.

"As you wish, My lady." Aquitaine oblidged, and left the room.

...

The knights knew exactly where to park for the night. That, or the Healers Of Soupina liked personal hygiene, which they probably are, being Mewni's first doctors.

There was a small bathing pool just feet from the from the caravan. Enough for at least four people. There were cups and a large bottle of wine standing just inches from the pool.

A cold breeze swept across the land, all of Moon's hairs stood up. She quickly removed her towel, revealing her naked body, and took a dip into the warm water. She let out a relaxed sigh and plunged the rest of her body in. Her muscles began to relax after such a long trek.

Moon looked back at the bottle of wine, she took the large glass and checked if there was anything left inside. A little bit of purple liquid was still left in the bottle. She shrugged, it wasn't like this was their last bottle. She opened the cork and drank the last of the wine.

She brushed the hair in front of her face and leaned against a smooth surface on the pool. Her eyes feel droopy after so many sleepless nights, and she dozed off peacefully.

...

Moon slowly opened her eyes, she was still in the pool, but it looked like no time had passed. Maybe I just took a short nap? Thought Moon. She looked around and saw nothing change.

Suddenly, something touched her breasts, Moon looked up and saw a man, the same man from back in the village. His expression was blank, he continued to gently stroke her breasts with his greedy hands. Moon was paralyzed, she couldn't do anything. The man looked at her violent purple eyes, and crashed his lips into hers. Yet Moon still couldn't do anything. Instead, she did the unthinkable. She closed her eyes and kissed him back, wrapping her hands around his neck, but it wasn't Moon who did it. She had lost all control of her body. The man bit her bottom lip, begging for entrance. Moon would have bit his tongue, but her body gladly opened her lips and let his tongue explore her mouth. Her body kept pulling the man closer, until they switched, now the man was sitting down on the pool and Moon's body was sitting down on his lap, passionately giving love to him.

Moon begged it to stop, this was outrageous. But the two just kept going. The kissing became more passionate, their bodies were touching each other, Moon could feel how hard his dick was, sitting down on his lap. The man proceeded to kissing her neck, Moon's body let out a long moan. He slipped the tip of his dick inside her, making Moon's body go nuts, "Aahh!!!~"..The man soon found her neck's sweet spot and began to suck on it. At the same time slipping in half of his penis into her. After a few seconds, the man started to slowly thrust himself into her. By this point, Her body was a moaning mess.

"Ohh~! aaAH~!! Oh yeS~!!!" Moon couldn't stop moaning. He hit all of her sweet spots.

Moon wanted to stop looking, she screamed at them to stop. What came out was, "YeS!~ Just kEep gOinG~!!!"

The man started to roughly thrust into her, grabbing on to her large ass, making his thrusts go even faster. The feeling for Moon's body was indescribable, pure pleasure, it was like having an orgasm for an hour. Moon curled her toes and moaned in high octave for every thrust into her body. It looked like she was enjoying it, but Moon wanted to throw up.

Soon the man came loads inside of her. Moon rolled her eyes back and stuck her tongue out. Her breathing was getting ragged, but the man didn't care. He grabbed her, got out of the water, and took her to the side of the carriage. She put her hands onto the side of the carriage and did a doggy kind of position. She looked back and saw under the purple moon light his face, the man was impressed. His tip of his rod touched her clit, she wanted to kick him in the balls so bad. But her body wanted it to make her cum just as badly.

He grasped both of her butt cheeks and inserted himself. Moon screamed, "AAAAAHHHHH~~~!!!!!" Half-heartedly praying that one of her knights would hear her. He started thrusting like a wild boar, every thrust was ecstatic to Moon. There were tears in her eyes, this dick was huge, much bigger compared to River's...

Oh God, Moon thought to herself, A-am I starting to like this?!

Indeed she was, she just didn't want to admit it. She enjoyed every bit of this, Moon's body started thrusting herself into him. She just kept moaning, every moan more erotic than the last. She felt her womb churn, the man came again. But they kept going anyway.

"Ahh~!! ahH~~!! Ooo~ yeS~!!!" Moon couldn't stop moaning, she was on the verge of orgasm.

The man started thrusting faster, way faster than what they were doing a few seconds ago. Moon was on the edge. The Queen screamed, she was cumming. And the man still didn't show any sign of stopping. Luckily, Moon did, her vision turned dark, and she was out cold.

...

Moon woke up with a start. She was in the pool, She flipped her head left and right, praying the man wouldn't come back.

She got out of the pool and dried herself. Billions of thoughts and questions and voices rushing into her head all at once. Moon tried desperately to shut the voices in her head up. Pleading to the gods it would stop.

A sickening throb went through Moon's head, she screamed in agony. The three knights took notice and scrambled out the caravan, weapons drawn. Moon was dizzy, the voices were gone, the throbbing stopped, but she felt hollow, her stomach twisting and twisting over and over again.

Silesia rushed to her side, her two daggers at the ready, "Where are they?" She asked Moon.

"What happened?! Are they gone?" Hispan came in jumping around on one foot.

Moon fell on her knees and vomited on Aquitaine's boots, "Oh dear!" He exclaimed, and went to wash his boots in the pool. Silesia helped her get up while Aquitaine loaded his crossbow.

Moon's vision became hazy again, and she passed out in Silesia's arms.

...

The Queen didn't like blacking out, especially if she woke up just a few short seconds ago.

The throbbing in her head was gone, but there was a strange churning in her stomach still going on. Moon slowly opened her eye lid. She was back on her bed, her door was slightly ajar, and three voices came from outside it.

"What shall we do with the Queen?" Asked a masculine voice, it was no other than Aquitaine, "She is in no condition for us to go and get the Healers for the potion to save the princess."

"I'm not sure Aquitaine," Silesia said, "I'll go, maybe I can--"

"Oh no can do Siles," Chided the old raspy voice of Hispan, "Socializing is not your forte." The female knight sounded as if she was going to complain, but she only let out a scowl.

Moon sat upright from her matress, feeling absolutely awful. She was the Queen, she was the person everyone on Mewni depended on the most. She was the beacon of hope and a role model for all Mewmen. Yet she couldn't even stand up for her own knights. Heck, her knees were shaking so bad she could hardly stand up at all.

She tried to shake away the pins and needles in her arms and legs and stormed out the room. Her eyes immediately met Silesia, sending a wave of panic throughout her body. If her gaze was this fear-inducing, she did not want to see her when she actually wanted to kill you.

The other two knights looked at her and made a path for her to go through. Moon walked past them and into the room where her armor was located. She noticed the two knights exchanging worried glances at each other and to Moon.

Her mind felt blank, which was funny since she was buzzing with questions just a little while ago. She noticed it was eerily quiet outside. No birds chirping, no trees swaying in the wind, nothing. A continuous white noise kept ringing in her ears as she put on (or at the very least tried to put on) some comfortable clothing and strapped on her armor.

Worried voices of the knights kept coming from out of the door, Moon bit her lip and stepped out. The second her foot touched the floor board, a loud squeak came out, and the voices grew quieter.

She followed the voices to the mirror room, it sounded like they were having a conversation there, though it didn't seem like they were conversing with one another. She stepped out she heard Aquitaine mutter, "Thank you, Stephan." Followed by a small beeping noise.

Stephan. Moon's internal affairs advisor. If he contacted the Queen's Carriage just to give news, it must be important news, nobody contacted the Queen's Carriage. He must have been sprawling around Mewni just to find her only to realize she left.

It would have been funny under different circumstances.

He entered the mirror room, which was way too big for the carriage, the entire room took up the whole size of the carriage. Guess there really was some magic the builders placed on this thing, if Moon didn't notice it before, she noticed it now.

The three knights were standing by a mirror, all three of them were facing her. For a second she felt unwelcome, but she went ahead. The knights looked at each other, as if saying Should we tell her or not?

After what felt like forever, Moon stood in front of them, arms crossed. "Any of you care to tell me what it is Stephan had to say?"

Hispan bit his lip, though it was hard to tell if he did with his big bushy beard covering half his face. Aquitaine nudged Silesia in the side and pressed his lips together, half-heartedly hoping she would be the one to tell them.

Silesia would have judo thrown the poor fellow, but she only sighed and rolled her eyes. As if she did him a solid and not try to kill anyone for a single day. Moon hardly knew her, but it looked like she was smitten for the knight.

The knight bowed before she spoke, a Mewman gesture of respect, "I'm afraid Stephan carries bad news, your majesty."

Moon mentally prepared for the worst possible scenario the second she left the castle, she had laid out every possible contingency. She's got knights protecting the magic border, her accountant can handle all the paper work (Thank the god for that), and she has the Royal Council on quick dial on her mirror.

Yet why was she suddenly so tense? It wasn't like the world was going to end...

"The princess is being held hostage on Mewni."

Oh dear, nevermind.

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